"The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis."
—Dante Alighieri
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The tension thickened to a damnable degree, and if disaster wasn't already on the horizon, it was sure as hell about to hit. Renzo's glare just a moment ago had been loud and clear: don't you ever get between my gun and its target. Ever.
So, I used my damn common sense and stepped aside, letting myself watch instead of act. I didn't always have to act. Didn't always have to play hero. I knew exactly what kind of man I was dealing with before I let him uninterruptedly show up at my apartment, before I entertained his presence and half-heartedly told him to leave, before I got tangled up in his pull.
"Javier," Renzo's voice struck like ice as h
